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an eager nod of her head, holding her arms out.

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you slept in and missed the big enforcer blowout. hm, hm, maybe that’s a good thing .ᐟ the bags under your eyes are getting smaller.

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❛ and what do you think you caught, syphilis .ᐣ ❜ the thief’s innocent look does little to distract that she’s making fun of her ex-flame. her elbows, covered by poofy sleeves, lean over her. ❛ i don’t charge for medical assistance and i don’t use shimmer. tell me how you’re feeling. ❜

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daph. noxie’s smoke bombs are either the most gorgeous or deadliest thing you’ll ever encounter in your life. i love the idea of a lotus flower smokescreen where the person who threw it can slip through the ’petals’ and escape easier

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little jinxy, i haven’t seen her in a while . . .

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not a good one, huh .ᐣ

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oh my god, she took me to the sky; oh my god, she showed me all the stars.

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i don't wanna see you with anyone but me.

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a little wave of her gloved hand, palm coming to cushion her chin while staring at the reader.

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thieves are meant to be slippery and hard to catch, that’s the whole point! that, and she’s failed to mention her new address all this time. prowling out from a shadowy corner, she peers over vi’s unwell and pathetic form upside down. ”you don’t look so hot, vivi.”

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her legs dangle off the rooftop of a higher building, staring down at the shops and walkways through a cloud of noxious smoke. at night, sulfur thins and rests in place of something more chemical, but a deep smog creeping in on zaun slowly.

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munching on a cold pop-tart. not half bad at all.

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if she‘s really falling sick, it would be a shame if she didn’t have an ex-girlfriend who functions as a medic when she 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 out thieving.

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𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 ⏰

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twirls a thin chain around her finger, faint links coiling around it. the edge is tipped with a small metal spear, silvery poison lurking inside of it.

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vi, why are you speaking in ye old english?

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women. ✨

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❛ there’s a host of other things that’s changed about you, can’t fault me for wondering. ❜ sidelong glance, staring at her tipped nails. ❛ was the cookie good .ᐣ ❜

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i just want to borrow something shiny. is that too much for a girl to ask for .ᐣ

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runs her fingers along a thin bottle of basilisk venom, gazing down at it curiously. what oh what would happen if this shattered... 𑁤

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”right, you’re alllll about your fists now.” eye roll, flicking the cookie back to her.

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clenched between her fingers, she hums and twirls the delicate vial around. ”what do you need it for? it looks important~.”

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footsteps light as a feather, the thief peers over at what the little one is doing. looks like gunpowder...

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”why do you have a stale cookie in here? i thought you’d have a nice pocketknife at least.”

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pickpockets the reader. for fun. ♡

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a gloved hand fans away all the little bits of dust and thin metal scraps blowing in the wind. she should have brought her mask with her today.

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|| Dean Winchester Supernatural Roleplay. Mature Content | MDNI Open for descriptive storylines and banter. Not new to verse or character. OC/Crossover friendly. Canon/Independent Portrayal. #Reckless

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﹙draws her fingers in a pool of polluted water, sighing dramatically,﹚vi . . . 💔

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’accidentally’ bumps into @ofdemonicswords.bsky.social, fingers hooking in his haramaki to steady herself. he doesn’t have pockets, so this 𝘩𝘢𝘴 to be the next best thing. ❛ i’m so sorry, look at me, so clumsy — .ᐟ ❜

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oh, wow. you look exactly the same, that’s . . . do you remember me .ᐣ i’m— i used to be friends with vi.

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❛ like, calling me by a different name or having one for yourself .ᐣ i don’t think it’s necessary, but i like giving nicknames. ❜

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❛ i’ve never barged into a place in my life .ᐟ i normally use a window, ❜ she quips, all sharp and a smile, quickly pocketing her findings like it was nothing. ❛ now, if you called me an intruder, that i would understand. ❜

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❛ it depends on your audience, wouldn’t you say .ᐣ i only like messing with the pilties. the prison life isn’t really for me. ✨ ❜

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⌘ 𝘈𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 ✩ 21+ ✩ Golden-verse Vander ✩ Lit/Exp 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝘤𝘶𝘱, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 & 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 ⌘

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❛ well . . . since it’s me, no i can’t blame you, ❜ she replies cheekily, magenta eyes scanning his form for any other changes, maybe injuries he neglected to tell her about.

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zuri actual starter call bc I wanna write some silly shit. just ♡ for a random one 'n dms are open for plotting. 🫡

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i almost feel bad for yanking his chain earlier. pfft.

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an eager nod of her head, holding her arms out.

you slept in and missed the big enforcer blowout. hm, hm, maybe that’s a good thing .ᐟ the bags under your eyes are getting smaller.

daph. noxie’s smoke bombs are either the most gorgeous or deadliest thing you’ll ever encounter in your life. i love the idea of a lotus flower smokescreen where the person who threw it can slip through the ’petals’ and escape easier

little jinxy, i haven’t seen her in a while . . .

not a good one, huh .ᐣ

oh my god, she took me to the sky; oh my god, she showed me all the stars.

i don't wanna see you with anyone but me.

a little wave of her gloved hand, palm coming to cushion her chin while staring at the reader.

thieves are meant to be slippery and hard to catch, that’s the whole point! that, and she’s failed to mention her new address all this time. prowling out from a shadowy corner, she peers over vi’s unwell and pathetic form upside down. ”you don’t look so hot, vivi.”

her legs dangle off the rooftop of a higher building, staring down at the shops and walkways through a cloud of noxious smoke. at night, sulfur thins and rests in place of something more chemical, but a deep smog creeping in on zaun slowly.

munching on a cold pop-tart. not half bad at all.

if she‘s really falling sick, it would be a shame if she didn’t have an ex-girlfriend who functions as a medic when she 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 out thieving.

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 ⏰

twirls a thin chain around her finger, faint links coiling around it. the edge is tipped with a small metal spear, silvery poison lurking inside of it.

vi, why are you speaking in ye old english?

women. ✨

❛ there’s a host of other things that’s changed about you, can’t fault me for wondering. ❜ sidelong glance, staring at her tipped nails. ❛ was the cookie good .ᐣ ❜

i just want to borrow something shiny. is that too much for a girl to ask for .ᐣ

runs her fingers along a thin bottle of basilisk venom, gazing down at it curiously. what oh what would happen if this shattered... 𑁤

”right, you’re alllll about your fists now.” eye roll, flicking the cookie back to her.

clenched between her fingers, she hums and twirls the delicate vial around. ”what do you need it for? it looks important~.”

footsteps light as a feather, the thief peers over at what the little one is doing. looks like gunpowder...

”why do you have a stale cookie in here? i thought you’d have a nice pocketknife at least.”

pickpockets the reader. for fun. ♡

a gloved hand fans away all the little bits of dust and thin metal scraps blowing in the wind. she should have brought her mask with her today.

|| Dean Winchester Supernatural Roleplay. Mature Content | MDNI Open for descriptive storylines and banter. Not new to verse or character. OC/Crossover friendly. Canon/Independent Portrayal. #Reckless

﹙draws her fingers in a pool of polluted water, sighing dramatically,﹚vi . . . 💔

’accidentally’ bumps into @ofdemonicswords.bsky.social, fingers hooking in his haramaki to steady herself. he doesn’t have pockets, so this 𝘩𝘢𝘴 to be the next best thing. ❛ i’m so sorry, look at me, so clumsy — .ᐟ ❜

oh, wow. you look exactly the same, that’s . . . do you remember me .ᐣ i’m— i used to be friends with vi.

❛ like, calling me by a different name or having one for yourself .ᐣ i don’t think it’s necessary, but i like giving nicknames. ❜

❛ i’ve never barged into a place in my life .ᐟ i normally use a window, ❜ she quips, all sharp and a smile, quickly pocketing her findings like it was nothing. ❛ now, if you called me an intruder, that i would understand. ❜

❛ it depends on your audience, wouldn’t you say .ᐣ i only like messing with the pilties. the prison life isn’t really for me. ✨ ❜

❛ well . . . since it’s me, no i can’t blame you, ❜ she replies cheekily, magenta eyes scanning his form for any other changes, maybe injuries he neglected to tell her about.

zuri actual starter call bc I wanna write some silly shit. just ♡ for a random one 'n dms are open for plotting. 🫡

i almost feel bad for yanking his chain earlier. pfft.

❛ sometimes you just have to own it and make them dread seeing you around .ᐟ ❜

“ When you've got talent, there's no such thing as ‘a lucky shot.’ “

a small quip, you might say. ✨